I parked the sage hall in the woods and magically hid it so that I could not find it, and I set off with my friends to the central square of the village of Tibalagi.
"Be careful!
"Bake cookies and wait. Shh!
Rue and Spiano, the voicemail, were worried about dropping us off at the garden, but they want us to stay as safe as possible.
You won't find the museum because it has multiple defenses with Recognition Agitation Magic (Imagine Jammer) and Locking Magic (Secure).
Furthermore, magic yarns (Magiwires) are directly connected to improve the accuracy of information collaboration (data links), drawing on the lessons learned and experiences gained on desert (Israel) journeys.
Just like Metius the Fairy, he "elevated" it to a state connected by an invisible magic thread.
If there is enemy proximity, attack, etc., you can know instantly, so we have also implemented a magic formula that moves you to defensive action independently using this command formula (command).
In case, 24 squadrons of two mass-produced wine barrel golems, "Barrel (Barr)", will eliminate the threat while working with the top (...) models, "Full" and "Bulb".
Still, it's Lulu's turn when he can't... but I don't think he's going to make it that far.
"If you're Hippo, keep a roster of the mysterious residents who live in the hall."
"Oh my God, are you there!?
Lu pins his cat ear.
The roster is a joke, but when I'm away, the activity becomes active. The contents of the slime gadget (...), the maid slime, and the rat rafter. And Cogmar Fiftis, who finally showed up on the tabular stage, and probably seems like a hundred nights trip if you're hiding and watching, which would be a rustling and busy thing.
"I'll be back in the evening anyway."
"Roger that!
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When the time was past noon, we stepped over the fence surrounding the central square of the village of Tibalagi.
The fence that separates the centre of the village from the surrounding area is more to the point of clarifying the boundaries of the land than a simple one made of trees that seriously inhibits the intrusion of demons and people.
It seems that land about 600 Merte in diameter is the central location of this village.
Beside me is Lentomia, who weaves a wizard's white robe, and Manuferno, who hasn't worn monk clothes in a long time. And not long ago, Iola and Riola are walking shoulder-to-shoulder.
Iola wears a skinned armor and a sword just in case, but Riola wears ground coloured plain clothes with embroidered plant leaves on the hem that resemble the clothes she wore in her hometown.
"It's a lot different... but the church stays the same!
"Yeah, there's a sweet, funny priest, and you've been talking a lot over the weekend"
"Yes, yes. You know, the dragon exorcism when you were young."
"Well, now that you think about it, you're lying."
"But when you were little, you believed me and Rio."
"What? Am I right?
"Yes, yes."
They blossom and laugh at such memorabilia from time to time. The look is bright and doesn't look very suspiciously alluded to. Nevertheless, vigilance and surveillance continue.
The buildings facing cobbled streets about ten mertes wide are all made of a combination of wooden planks.
These tree houses are more common in this forest surrounded village than using bricks and stones. The exceptions are a brick building built by the King's Government as a government building where civilians are posted and a huge stone church building that Methanostat Cathedral Church would have built with prestige.
The tower, the symbol of the village, boasts majesty, but it still remains after the scorch that would have been made during the Demon King's War.
- Faria and the others, just across the church?
The tactical information display was glowing with Faria and Plum, as well as Hemperoza and a blue light point indicating Larna.
Larna wanted to go with Iola, but it looks like Pram and Hemperoza are going to pull both arms.
"Team C" centered around such a faria is "Tummy first!" and headed all the way to the street opposite the stall.
If anything, I promise to let you know with Faria's gold bracelet or Plum's crystal pendant, but so far, nothing seems to be happening.
"The store is open and there are stalls... but it's not very busy"
"I miss you so much."
Manuferno also looks around and gives a bewildered look.
I saw grocery stores and stores selling food in the village's central square, as well as several stores selling actual supplies such as daggers and knives.
It was thought to be the most lively time of year, but not so many people walking down the streets of the village.
Old men in boroughs sitting out on the side of the road looking at the hollow out loud, cat-backed old women secretly talking about something at the entrance to the house -.
In one way or another quiet, in words as I felt, it seemed like a shady, whimsical sign could be put in.
"There are some strange signs, and the monks are roaming the village."
"Oh, I'm not in the mood for sightseeing"
Is that a sign of ritual magic in a wide area? The rare, very slight, strange signs seemed to cover the entire village.
The tactical information display (tactics) shows people inspiring the magic ceremony and the magic of the same lineage captured from the battle monks who fought in the lake (...) as red light points.
So far, around the village square with a radius of about 300 Merte, eleven battle monk-like light points have been captured.
I have a little difficulty deciding if it is more or less, but I decide to try to avoid them as much as possible and walk.
"Sage Grecas, I feel like I've been watching you forever."
Metius, the fairy who finally woke up from her nap, was gently peeking into her face from inside the collar neck of the sage's robe.
"Well, maybe Metius can hide a little too."
"I will."
At least me and Lentomia, and Manuferno, who are walking perfectly together, are under the influence of perceived agitation magic (Imagine Jammer), diluting the signs to the extent of "normal travelers" even if they can see.
It is now also possible to completely erase the signs, but we took advantage of Manuferno's advice that it was unnatural.
The villagers are pretending not to see us, but they are obviously asking about us. But I could tell he was a traveler without any weird philosophy, and he seemed to lose interest right away.
- Cover-up (stealth) effects due to perceived agitation magic (Imagine Jammer) are available, but….
What bothers me is the dark look on people's faces and the fact that a lot of people are walking down their noose on the ground. Overall, many are poor and wearing yore yore clothes not found in the city of Metanostadt.
When I noticed, some men were walking on their backs carrying bags filled with nuts, dried herbs, bunches of burning trees, etc. that could have been taken in the woods.
Not even in the wind of going somewhere from now on, are you going to sell it to a buddy who comes to buy it in a carriage?
For some reason, much of the flow of people seemed to head towards the "Great Church" in the centre.
"... I want to go to the Great Church."
"Me, too."
When Iola and Riola said that without even looking back, they speeded up their steps.
"Ugh, um..."
I followed Lentomia, who walked left and right, and Manuferno, who snorted after her brothers and sisters.
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Many people were gathered in the circular square in front of the Great Church.
The bell tower, high enough to look up, is made of a complex combination of stones and belongs to craftsmen with arms. This would make me snort that I didn't even collapse in the wars of the Demon King.
Approximately a hundred young and old stood up in a square about thirty mertes in diameter. They all have vain eyes, and their gaze is directed at the entrance of a closed church.
"Sage Grecas, these people are waiting for something."
"That's a strange sign to hear in a priest's theory."
As Metius put it, people looked like they were waiting for something by swallowing solitude.
The blue sky is shaded at some point, and the light begins to mix with a carefree dusk.
"It's the Great Church... I'm finally here"
"Great Church, I think you wanted to come here."
"... I don't know why, I miss it, with someone..."
"I feel like I can see you..."
Iola and Riola's eyes clouded and began to show disturbing signs.
"Iola, Riola! Are you okay?"
"Disturbing. Something's wrong!
They don't even respond to calls anymore. I think we should leave here, but it doesn't make sense if we don't figure out who they are.
When Isa, she sends the magic ceremony back to sanity through the magical items that are hanging around her neck without letting go of her skin, the "Mark of the Brave" and the "Shizuku of Mercy"...
"Greg, the reaction of the battle monks is gathering, the whole church is surrounded by..."
"It's okay, I'm ready, too."
The red light point surrounded the square on the tactical information display (tactics).
That number is… eleven.
Considering you have more than the same fighting power as that tentacle monk who fought in the lake, it's going to be pretty nasty.
But fortunately, they didn't think we'd been noticed.
- Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!
And, accidentally, the bell rang.
It was a "sound" with a shock wave that caused the brainstem to shake, like splitting (crunching) the ear.
- Come on, let's see what kind of suspicious stage curtain opens.
Continued